CONTENT WARNING

This is an LGBT themed chapter (boyxboy to be precise), containing nudity, but there is no explicit sex. If you are not comfortable or not interested in reading something like this, please skip to the next chapter.

Alexander

"Why does Sir Jared have to look so hot? It's not fair!" Alex complained as he sat chatting with his sweet Alina in the outer courtyard after dinner.

"I think he looks rather scary." Alina cringed.

"I know, right? And it just turns me on!" Alex moaned. "I never had any trouble seducing men before, but with Jared... he's just so uptight and... and he never seems to leave Lord Tristan's side. I mean, how am I supposed to do my work with Lord Tristan around?"

"Well I am sure there must be a time when he's not with Lord Tristan, and then you can do your work." Alina chuckled.

"Well, good luck to me, given they even show up at all." Alex sulked.

For the past few weeks, Lord Tristan and his men, Jared included of course, had been spending most of their time at the castle to train and prepare for the upcoming war. Alex had barely seen Jared since the summer festival, and even when he did, they never spoke to each other anyway.

Just as he thought of it, the resident gates were pushed open, and several horses entered, with Lord Tristan at the lead, and Jared flying closely behind. Alexander's heart thumped, and he quickly held Alina's hand for support. His breathing grew heavier as he watched Jared in awe, landing into the courtyard like a glorious dragon with his massive wings spread behind him.

"My, you're hopelessly in love!" Alina laughed at Alexander's smitten expression, but Alex could not respond. "Tonight might be your lucky night," she added with a mischievous wink.

"Y... Yes," Alex finally whispered, his face blushing deeply while his eyes still followed Jared as he accompanied Tristan to the stables. "And I think I got an idea..." he added, his lips turning into a faint smirk...

Alexander stood outside the bathhouse, taking a few deep breaths before he finally mustered the courage to enter. He had come here before a couple of times with the entertainers, so it wasn't a big deal to him. But the big deal now was that he knew Jared was in there, most likely completely alone.

Thick white steam welcomed Alexander as he entered the bathhouse, and he carefully made his way towards the large pool which he could hardly see. His heart thumped as the steam suddenly shifted and showed him Jared sitting at the opposite end of the pool. And as he expected, there was no one else in the bathhouse. Only Jared whose face seemed to darken as he saw Alexander.

Alex took in a deep breath as he approached one of the benches by the pool. He was terribly nervous. His hands shook as he took off his black ruffled shirt and pulled down his tight black pants, before he put them neatly on the bench. He felt his face blushing as he wondered if Jared was watching him. He definitely was. Alexander took in another breath and turned around facing the pool, completely naked. As he expected, Jared was glowering at him, his eyebrows furrowed in a deep scowl.

Alexander tucked his hair nervously behind his ear before he walked towards the pool, doing all he could to remain calm. Jared's eyes darkened further as Alexander entered the pool. Alexander sighed, wondering if Jared was ever capable of smiling. But he had grown used to seeing him scowling all the time, and as strange as it might sound, it turned him on.

Alexander bit his bottom lip and took in a deep breath before he dived underwater, swimming in Jared's direction. He had come here for a reason, and there was no point of lingering and wasting time. He wanted Jared, and he would have him.

Alexander remerged on the other side of the pool, right next to Jared, wearing a hesitant smile. Jared's deep scowl had further transformed into a wide glare, more likely from shock rather than anger.

"The water is warmer on your side," Alexander said, trying to keep his smile from faltering.

Jared's glare did not falter either, and for the first time Alexander could clearly see the true color of his eyes. A beautiful warm hazel with gold specks that promised of a kind soul. It wasn't the closest Alexander had been to Jared, but it was the first time he had been sober enough to see the details. And the first time to see him without full armor, no, without any clothes at all.

He was a huge being, and Alexander felt quite embarrassed by how tiny he felt next to him. Water trickled down his bulky shoulders and got trapped in the dark hair on his massive chest. Alexander recalled how warm and comforting that chest felt that night when Jared rescued him from the tavern. How he longed to rest against that chest again. How he longed for those big veined arms to hold him again, for those huge hands to close around his small body. But not exactly in the same way they closed around his arm at the summer festival, giving him a terrible bruise.

"You owe me an apology, you know?" Alexander pouted, trying another attempt at conversation, only to receive another cold glare. "You had hurt my arm really bad that night at the castle," Alexander said, rubbing the pale skin where the bruise had once been. Yet Jared's expression did not change. And as expected, he didn't say a word either.

"It's alright, I forgive you though," Alexander continued his monologue. Apparently he was going to continue talking to himself. "In fact I think I should thank you. I was so fucking drunk and I had no idea what I was doing. Perhaps if you hadn't appeared on time I would have gotten myself in trouble. I didn't even know that person, he could have hurt me. But to be honest he was a very good kisser though, he made feel like –"

"Enough!" Jared growled, cutting off Alexander's blabbing. Alexander though intimidated by Jared's tone, he was relieved that he finally spoke for the first time. Not exactly what he wanted to hear from him, but at least it was some progress.

"Maybe if you talk too I wouldn't have to keep talking to myself and bore you."

"I did not come here to talk."

"Hmm, what did you come to do then?" Alexander smiled seductively as he turned around and propped his arms against the pool edge, settling in for a possible conversation. But only to be disappointed as Jared's lips were sealed shut again. Alexander sighed in frustration and turned his face away. It was hopeless. And he was sorely tempted to just catch Jared off guard and kiss him right there. But he wouldn't guarantee the consequences though.

"Are you going to stay here all night?" Jared finally said, not in the most patient tone.

"Well, the bathhouse isn't exclusively yours, is it?" Alexander muttered before he turned to sit a few steps away from Jared, sulking.

Long silence passed, only disturbed by the sound of tinkling water. High tension rose in the thick steamy air between them as they both sat apart in utter silence, staring solemnly ahead. Quite the perfect company!

"Aren't you going to leave?" Jared asked again a while later, his deep growling voice getting more impatient.

"No," Alexander challenged.

And next, sudden waves erupted in the pool water as Jared stood up. Alexander's heart thumped as Jared stood towering above him, the upper half of his massive body on full display with all the bulks of steel muscles and dark hair. Another wave splashed, and Alexander's heart stopped as Jared got out of the pool, revealing the second half of his body all the way from his navel down to his feet. He barely caught a glimpse of the dreadful beast between his legs before Jared turned around and reached for his towel, wrapping it around his waist.

As if the heat of the water and the suffocating steam weren't enough. Alexander could feel his whole body glowing ablaze and he couldn't breathe for a few moments as Jared stood with his back turned to him, the perfect muscles of his back and shoulders flexing behind his wings as he put on a dark shirt and matching pants.

***

Alex knew he would never be able to sleep tonight. It was quite late already, but not late enough for Jared to have gone to bed yet. He usually stayed on duty guarding Lord Tristan until midnight, sometimes even later. And so Alexander sneaked out of his bed and left the entertainers' chamber, heading straight to Jared's room. He was going to wait for him there, and catch him by surprise when he returned from duty.

Alexander's heart stopped as he opened the door to Jared's room. He thought he might need to wait for hours until Jared returned. But never had he expected to find him already there, standing in the middle of the room, and staring back at Alex with the same horrified expression.

"What are you doing here?" Jared growled, his initial surprise suddenly turning to anger.

"I... I couldn't sleep." Alexander said at once. "I had a nightmare, and I'm scared."

Not waiting for an invitation, Alexander entered Jared's room, closing the door behind him, while Jared only responded with a widening glare.

"Don't worry, I'm sure there is a lot of room for the two of us." Alexander pouted as he walked to the bed. "You have quite a huge bed. And I don't think I'd be taking that much space anyway."

Jared was still glaring at Alex. But there was no going back now. And so the next thing Alex did was silently take off his shirt. At least that caused Jared's glare to change into alarm. Alexander smirked as he further reached for his pants and with one swift movement, pulled them down. He was not wearing any underwear, and his arousal was all very obvious.

"What are you doing?" Jared hissed, clenching his huge fists.

"I'm going to sleep." Alexander pouted, wearing his most innocent expression, before he climbed into the bed. Jared's face darkened into different shades of red and black.

"Why the fuck are you naked in my bed?"

"I'm always naked in any bed." Alexander said, and he didn't imagine Jared's face could get any darker. Alexander held back his smirk, keeping the innocent oblivion on his sweet face. "What's wrong? I'm not used to sleeping with clothes on, that's all. What did you think I meant?" He shrugged with a clueless pout, before he lay back against the pillow and pulled the blanket over his body.

Jared stood for a long moment, watching Alexander through narrowed eyes. He poured out a cup of ale and drained it down his throat in one shot. Then he poured out another cup right away, draining it as well. A third cup followed, and next he started taking off his clothes as well.

This time, with enough candle light dancing in a couple of lanterns around the chamber walls, Alexander could clearly see the terrible creature between Jared's legs. And his heart stopped for a moment. Alex had slept with many men before when he worked at the tavern. But he had never seen anything like this. And he started doubting whether he really wanted Jared to fuck him. This thing would definitely tear him apart.

Alexander gasped as he found Jared walking towards the bed. He had not put on any nightwear either, or underwear. Alexander's heart hammered as Jared approached him and he flinched backwards. Jared was getting into the bed. Completely naked! Alexander held tight to the blanket as the bed creaked beneath Jared's weight. Jared was now lying next to him!

"Why... why are you not dressed?" Alexander asked as Jared pulled the blanket over his body as well.

"I'm not used to sleeping with clothes on," Jared said, speaking the same line Alexander had spoken earlier. And there was no anger in his voice this time. He seemed much more... relaxed.

The bed suddenly shook, and Alex gasped aloud. And next, he found himself pinned beneath Jared, caged between his large arms, before Jared's mouth fell unto his lips in a hungry kiss.

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